"I think Musette is very nice," she said, "but I don't quite understand her."
"You should never understand any one," replied Reggie. "It's like knowing the answer to a riddle."
"Does Tony love her?" asked Gwendoline.
Reggie thought for a moment,
"I'm inclined to think it's more serious than that," he said. "I have an idea that he likes her."
Gwendoline wrinkled up her forehead.
"I can't love any one I don't like," she said decisively. "I've tried several times, and it's always been a failure."
"I can," observed Reggie frankly. "I love lots of people, but I don't think I like any one very much except you and Tony, and Martin, my valet. If you all died, I should become what my uncle calls 'a slave to passion.'"
"It sounds rather nice," said Gwendoline.
Reggie sighed. "It's dreadfully expensive," he observed.